I am forever being asked what the forecast for the day is and never have the answer. A long time ago I learned to always carry an umbrella—except of course on consecutive days of rain when I leave it drying off—so the added stress of what the day holds in terms of percipitation. I don’t often dress drastically different depending on the day. (holy alliteration!) However, there are moments when a little planning helps. And for some reason after the deluge I was trapped in I find my self thinking about raindrops falling on my head. Poncho, always packed in the car. Umbrella, in my bag. Grease pencil for those moments when ink just won’t do, time to check the supplies.—Dominick
